I recently retired, and me and my wife of eighteen years moved into our dream home in southern Florida. We stay in shape by walking every day and playing golf. Sandi is several years my junior, and while we're both in shape, she looks traffic; long dark hair, a slim firm body, and pretty features that includes kissable pouty lips. I've grown a little gut because I love beer so much, but our sex life is still very satisfying for both of us.
I don't know if Sandi was a virgin when we married, but if she wasn't, it was very apparent she'd never been too sexually active. I even had to explain to her how to do oral. I do know that she's never cheated on me, and I've never cheated on her. Something happened to change that recently, and I have some decisions to make now. Not to say that she cheated, but . . . well, I don't exactly know what to call our circumstance now.
Our neighborhood is relatively new, so we have a lot of construction going on. Many of the crews are Mexican and since I speak fairly good Spanish, we have always gotten along well with them. We were on our daily walk through a section that had just recently been opened for new construction. We saw one crew we knew had done another house nearby, working on another new, nearly complete one. We stopped to get out of the sun for a minute, and looked around.
Before I knew it I was on the floor, my hands being tied together, tape over my mouth. I heard Sandi scream and saw her being dragged onto a pile of tarps as she struggled, frantically kicking her bare legs. Her next scream was cut off abruptly as the man I recognized as the crew's foreman, "Chico", clamped his hand over her mouth. He held one of her hands down, and a huge dark-skinned man I didn't recognize, held the other. A smaller man watched from nearby, grinning evilly.
Chico looked at the small guy, speaking to him in Spanish. "Okay, Rat, do your mojo. Hold her other arm, Jose."
I quickly picked up on the Spanish word for "magic" and put the rest of what he meant, together. The one he'd called "Rat", still grinning, scrambled over and ripped her running shorts off, forcing her legs apart. Sandi was making muffled little noises from her clamped mouth as I struggled to get loose from the tape around my wrists. It was no use. I was as helpless as she was.
I watched in horror as the Rat pushed his face close to her crotch and used the forefingers and thumbs of both hands to spread her vagina lips apart, until I saw pinkness inside. Then he started licking her. Sandi squealed and then struggled vigorously, moaning in protest as I watched her stomach muscles ripple with the effort. It was no use. She was totally defenseless and wide-open to his assault. Chico opened her blouse and now tugged gently on one nipple. The large black guy had the other nipple in his mouth. Rat's loud slurping sounds from between her long legs, rebounded across the quiet room, cutting through me like a knife. The only other sound was the men's heavy breathing and Sandi's quiet whimpers. I can't tell you what it feels like to see something like that happening to your wife, and not being able to stop it!
After about five minutes it was evident Sandi was tiring from her struggles. Helpless to do a thing about it I watched Chico release his hard dark cock from the confinement of his jeans, Sandi's eyes widening as she realized what he'd done. He held its purple spongy crown almost against her face, warmly smiling down at her.
"Open wide," he said in English. "It will go easier if you cooperate."
My wife glared up to him in defiance, as her only answer. He sighed deeply as though in regret, and with his thumb and forefinger, clamped her nostrils shut. After only a few seconds of this, she was forced to take a deep breath through her mouth and while it was open, the breath was quickly followed by Chico's thick cock. He didn't bury it in her throat as he might've done; slipping just the head and a couple inches inside her mouth, holding it there.
"Suck it. Don't bite me or I'll hurt your husband." He spoke softly, but he sounded like he meant it. Sandi's eyes didn't blink, and she didn't do as he'd ordered, so he pinched her nostrils until her eyes watered. When they began to bug-out from lack of air, he released his hold on her nose.
"Suck."
I saw her stretched lips began to work around the spongy head, as she resigned to do his bidding. I knew she had no choice but I was still crushed. I wanted to scream obscenities, maybe kill them all, but all I could do was watch in horror of my wife's debasement. Not a word was said for maybe fifteen minutes, during which time only heavy breathing, Rat's slurping, and an occasional whimper from Sandi, filled the room. Chico didn't push more of his penis into her mouth, apparently waiting for Rat to "do his magic." The dark man was still mauling her breasts and Rat's slurping seemed to grow louder, as I could see the small guy was really enjoying what he was doing. It didn't take a genius to know these guys worked as a team and had done this before.
The change was subtle at first and I almost missed it; her toes moving just a little and her stomach muscles tightening. The small sounds coming from her throat had subtly changed too. They sounded warmer, softer, somehow. Chico had pushed his cock deeper now and I saw her small sucking motions had not decreased, but in fact, looked stronger, as he rocked in and out of her working mouth. She groaned softly and a chill shot through me. I recognized that groan instantly. I'd heard it a hundred times. She was getting close to climaxing. Oh god.
Rat sensed it too, redoubling his efforts as she finally began to squirm. She must have realized she was losing the battle, for I saw her butt pressing downward against the floor in an effort to escape his wet assault. Then, with a tiny sigh, she lifted her hips up, surrendering at last as she opened herself to his relentless tongue. I heard her groan again, louder this time. Despair washed over me. The dark man held his cellphone close to her face, obviously taking picture or a video of her defilement, as she sucked Chico's dark cock.
"Rat, don't make her cum yet."
Chico had his thick cock buried all the way to the nuts now, her sweet face against his hairy groin. I saw her throat bulging as she swallowed its impossible length and thickness, her tongue obviously busy. I noticed something else too. He no longer held her wrists penned to the floor. His hand now rested on the floor above her head, bracing his own weight. The hand he'd released was wrapped around the base of his thick cock, holding it as her pink tongue trailed down the large vein on its bottom. Sandi's eyes were closed, her face reflecting the forced pleasure of Rat's mouth. I watched as she licked back up to the crown, where, with a small sound, she engulfed it again in her hungry mouth.
I caught Chico smiling at me. "Amigo, your pretty wife sucks my cock even better than the putas in Nogales." He looked down at her sweet face, watching her make love to his cock. His tone was almost gentle as he said, "My little Gringo slut. She loves it so much."
As I watched, I saw her turn more toward Chico, her other hand coming around to cup his hairy balls. She licked his cock downward again, nuzzling and nibbling his balls, and then taking one hairy orb into her mouth, she tugged on it gently with her mouth. One of her heels now rested against Rat's back, pressing against his shoulders, pulling his face more tightly against her cunt. She moved against his face urgently, her breath catching in her throat as she made little sucking sounds around Chico's thick cock.
"Rat! Not yet!" Chico warned.
